The Eagle and the Hawk

I am the eagle

I live in high country

In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky

I am the hawk

And there's blood on my feathers

But time is still turning

They soon will be dry

And all those who see me

And all who believe in me

Share in the freedom I feel when I fly

Come dance with the west wind

And touch on the mountain tops

Sail o'er the canyons and up to the stars

And reach for the heavens

And hope for the future

And all that we can be and not what we are